Kat: Tromp sometimes uses spells in Latin. (AKA one of the coolest languages ever) But I translate them into English. I think you can do that too if you want to post in Greek. ;-)

What I was going to post for Tromp is on the other computer.  I'll post later tonight.

Ok, my brother's on a car ride (don't ask) so now I have the computer with my save work.

//Trompeur//

My orb of water came out of my hands as a giant wave swept over me, knocking the sphere away. 

 I felt the branches dissintegrate (let's just pretend that's possible k?). I was free. Only one problem. 

 I didn't know how to swim.

 Luckily, I felt a hand pull me out of the water. As soon as my feet touched land, I fainted. 

 "You foolish girl!" was what I woke up to later. I was no longer cold. I felt myself.

 I dried up. I thought. 

 "Patience is something you lack. Your training in magic is complete, but there are still so many things you don't understand." stated the Master. 

 "I set a tracking spell on them." I said quietly.

 "And furthermore!" Master began, then he stopped. "Tracking spell?" I nodded, "Tell me more."

 Oh no, my bro's back. GTG. :-) I might post on the other computer though. Laterz! 

Tracking Spell? Well she wasn't completly worthless.

"Who spesificly did you put it on?" I asked.

"I put one on Rhi, and one on Temp. Oh and one one on... Ven."

"Get up then. First we pick up Vern,(she ,corrected me, "Ven") then we pick up the others and move to a new Base. I can't belive I had to get them myself. Then, we plan."

"Plan what?"

"The attack."

P.S.

Sorry I was gone so long... lots of stuff going on with back to school.  And, YES, absolutely Zombieland was funny.  I've actually watched it three times since then!  I'm not totally sure what's going on with Trompeur and the Master, but it sounds to me like they're gonna be busy with Ven for a while, so I'm just going to write about my little group here and we'll see what happens.  Off to the Catacombs!

//Temperance//

The first thing one notices about the Royal Catacombs is the opulence (LOVE this word).  The tombs and sarcophagi (is that right?  that is how you make that word plural, right?) were made out of the realm's finest marbles, studded with gemstones, and painted in areas with real gold paint.  It irked me slightly that so much expense had been gone to to provide a corpse with such a fancy place to decay, but I pushed it from my mind.  Because the second thing one notices about the Royal Catacombs is the smell. 

It was a mixture of stone, damp, and rot--as though some fool hadn't latched a coffin lid shut properly.  It floated through the air, invading our noses, and coating our throats like a foul taste.  Seryn gagged behind me and ducked behind a pillar to retch.  Rhi looked as though she wanted to do the same, but thankfully she maintained herself.  Aalton, actually, looked as composed as ever. 

"I've been down here so many times I barely even notice the smell after a while," he explained, seeing my look.  I raised an eyebrow, privately thinking I could never become accustomed to a reek like this, and covered my nose and mouth with my silken sleeve. 

"Now where?" I asked.  Aalton pointed and started off down a low, arched corridor.  The stones were covered in a soft, thin blue mold and the little light from above seemed to be filtered through so many cobwebs that the air was gray.  It was an altogether gloomy place and I shivered involuntarily. 

"Cold?"  Aalton shrugged out of his velvet jacket and put it around my shoulders.  I had already opened my mouth to refuse it when he turned around and continued as though nothing had happened.  I frowned after him.  Something was... odd. 

Maybe it was the return to the Palace, or the debacle at the banquet, or the fact that I hadn't been free of my enchantment for even an hour yet, but he was acting differently.  As though... he was in charge.  As though he knew what he was doing.  Rhi shuffled past, giving me a curious look.  Or maybe, I thought, it was Rhi.  Was that why Aalton was acting so... No.  No, I reminded myself.  I didn't care.  I didn't care.  I motioned for her to go ahead of me, pretending to wait for Seryn, who was straggling along shakily after being ill.  Annoyed with myself and bothersome sentiments that I wasn't supposed to have, I took the serving girl roughly by the arm and pulled her along with me. 

"C'mon," I ordered quietly, not wanting to make our surroundings any creepier by adding echoes to it, "you're holding us up." 

"I'm sorry," she gasped, trying to walk faster.  "I just--this is horrible.  I don't think I can do this." 

I realized she was shaking and loosened my hold upon her.  "Don't worry.  Nothing's going to get you down here.  Not with Aalton leading us.  And not with me here." 

"You'll protect me?" she whispered.  There was such a hopeful note to her voice that I couldn't bring myself to say anything other than "Of course I will."  This seemed to mollify her and she walked on ahead of me. 

I smacked myself on the forehead when she wasn't looking.  What the heck was I doing?  I didn't care about her!  I only grabbed her so she could take me to the Catacombs.  Now it turns out that I don't need her even for that and what do I do?  Do I leave her behind to worry about herself like I should have?  No.  Not only do I not leave her, but I promise to protect her.  Then I remember Aalton's condition for taking me down here and I shake my head at a nearby skull resting on a ledge. 

"What's the matter with me?" I ask it.  But it just grins back at me so I trudge after the others, ignoring the way its hollow eye sockets seem to follow me through the gloom as I go. 

I desperately need my mother's advice.

I'm back. (I found a site with a bunch of RPGs and people who are on them almost 24/7), Oh, and Trompie didn't put a Tracking Spell on Ven. *tries not to sound pompadoury* I will post when the Ven-thing is straightened out. ;-) 

(I have five minutes before it's time to leave the lab)

"The attack?" Trompeur asked, aghast.

"Against the Queen," concluded the Master, "Now, let's come up with a plan."

((that was short, sorry, in a rush, laterz!)

How about I put a tracking spell on Ven?

Oookay, since nobody else is writing anything....

//Temperance//

The deeper we went into the Catacombs, the colder it got.  Aalton had given me his coat, but still the chill seemed to seep into my bones.  Rhi appeared to be avoiding Seryn at all costs and I remembered that they were sisters. ...and that Rhi was supposed to be dead?  I determined to ask Seryn about that soon.  But then Aalton pushed open a stone slab, the grating noise of stone-on-stone making me grit my teeth, and beckoned us further.  

My heart started beating faster.  After all these years of searching and hoping, I was finally within reach.  My mother was waiting for me somewhere beyond Aalton's concerned gaze... No, wait.  Concerned?  Stop looking at him! I chided myself.  He is nothing!  Just some spoiled royal brat too stupid to recognize what a dangerous person you are!   

I pushed past him and Rhi, looking around wildly.  "Where is she?  Where?" 

"She'd be somewhere to the left and towards the top," Aalton said, helping Seryn into the dank chamber.  "This is where all the executed magicians are stored.  See?  There's Deirdre the Deadly."  He pointed to a marble stone sarcophogus set into the wall, a statue of a particularly ugly-looking woman adorning it's lid. I grimaced. 

"I remember her," I said, looking away.  "My father thought she was responsible for the Queen's father's death.  Even though the doctors said it wasn't a murder. She always seemed a bit crazy to me, though."  

"You knew her?" gasped Seryn, looking appalled.  "Rhi, did you hear--"

"Not now!" Rhi hushed, shooting me a nervous look.  I pointedly ignored it and searched the walls for my mother.  I finally found her urn resting in one of the upper corners of a shelf.  Too high for me to reach, unfortunately. 

"Here, need a hand?"  Aalton stepped up behind me and, putting his hands on my hips, lifted me up.  It took a second for me to remember exactly what it was I was doing being lifted up into the air, but then I grabbed my mother's urn and he lowered me.  He didn't let me go.  

"Aalton?"  I was embarrassed to hear my voice tremble.  

His eyes stared into mine and he took a deep breath before taking a single step back.  "So now what?" he prompted.   I saw his fingers flexing at his sides. 

"Now..." I cleared my throat as I felt my stomach do a somersault when he looked at me.  "Now I ask my mother some questions."  

Is anyone but Tempest and me going to post? If Mary doesn't respond by the 20th can I take over Ven?

//The Master(Jedrek)//

I streaked across the lawn in front of the Queens Castle. It was the first time I had been here since... He turned. I shook myself and kept walking. The girl had tracked Rhi and Temperence to the Royal Catacombs. Why they would go in there I had no idea.

I heared a gasp behind me "Master!"

I turned, Ven was there, tied to a tree. But not just any tree, The one I had been tied to only minutes ago.

"Cruor! Let her go! It's me you want."

But a laughter that Definitly wasn't Curors rang out from behind the tree.

"Oh but that would be much too easy brother- even that will not cause you too join me," The voice said.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Get behind me," I told the girl. She didn't argue.

"Selden- I will never join you. Now let her go or die."

He laughed again, "You have no Idea how strong I have become brother-"

But he was cut off at that moment by a horrible roar. It seemed to shake even the sky, and it definitly shook the ground.

"You have driven me too my limits Selden. But even you can never win against the ancient powers of Jingked-Sa the Dragon of the Mountain.

Kat: About Mary... http://www.cricketmagkids.com/chatterbox/downtoearth/node/75636

//Trompeur//

A dragon? I thought, I've never seen a dragon. And I don't want to. Solvo Ven. (free Ven) Suddenly, I collapsed, all my power draining from me. The last thing I saw was Ven standing, almost, on top of me. 

I'll take over Ven then: 

//Ven//

I stood over the girl, facing the enemy. I had never appreciated her before. She could have died from that spell, and she knew it, but she did it to free me.

"Are you all right Ven?" Jedrek asked me.

I gaped at him, "You said my real name!"

"Yes, yes" he replied, "I've always known it."

I just stared.

He rolled his eyes, "Oh please Ven, we've known each other for  16 years, we ran away together, we started the Rhombus together. Now, do you want to stand around talking or fight?"

"Fight."

Oh geez, I forgot to add that I(the Master) siphened off some energy into you, so you can wake up any time now!:)